I wish I were you
A memorable breakfast
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5. A memorable breakfast
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style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo felt the warm
rays of the sun on his face when he woke up the next morning. His sleepy eyes
told him that it still had to be early. Very early. As
his mind woke up, an unpleasant thought came to him: he had to make breakfast.
As his mind woke up further, a much less unpleasant thought followed: he was
going to make breakfast with Heero! And that made up for a lot, if not
everything. A maniacal laugh started to form in his throat and at once all
sleep had left him. He turned around to attack Heero, but landed on the
mattress instead.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Heero?” he said,
concluding to his surprise and dismay that Heero wasn’t there. He looked around
the room, but couldn’t see him. “Heero, where are you?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quickly dressing
himself in his boxers, he strode to the bathroom en threw the door open.
bathroom greeted him; he frowned and scratched the back of his head. This was
new. Heero never left him alone in bed, at least not without a kiss goodbye.
And that was not the only thing that was bothering him. Heero’s
promise of their morning quickie in the kitchen and the thought of Heero bent
over on the kitchen table, offering his ass for Duo to screw it senseless had
given him a hard-on. He needed his morning nookie, and
he needed it now.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Growing pretty
desperate, he strode to the door and opened it. “Heero!” he hollered through
the corridor, seemingly uncaring about the fact that the others were still
asleep. “Heero! Where the hell are you?!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“In the kitchen!”
he heard calling back from downstairs.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>With a broad
smile on his face he dashed down the stairs and into the kitchen. Spotting his
lover at the kitchen table, fervently stirring some eggs, he was behind him in
the wink of an eye and sneaked his arms around him.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You gave me a
scare, leaving me all alone in bed,” Duo murmured in his ear.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I’m sorry,
sleepy head. I tried to wake you, but you only started snoring louder. So I got
up already,” Heero smiled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What’s the
time?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
“You’re kidding, right?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero shook his
head and pointed to the clock. “I’m serious.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Squinting at the
clock, but barely caring about the time, he tightened his arms around Heero,
his mind focused on only one thing: his groin. “You know, there’s only one
thing that can make up for that,” he purred, pushing his hips against
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero felt the
hardness through the thin fabric of his boxers and could very much appreciate
that, but tried not to show that and kept on stirring his eggs.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You have
promised me something, Heero,” Duo growled, nibbling along the soft skin of
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“That’s because
we weren’t in the kitchen yet.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“But we are now.”
Duo stilled the hand that was stirring the eggs with his own and slid the other
one under the waistband of Heero’s boxers. “I think
those eggs are stirred enough by now.” He took hold of Heero’s
half hard cock and teased it to further hardness. A surprised gasp from his
partner made him chuckle. “You want it too, don’t you?” he whispered.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes,” Heero
breathed, surprised at how fast Duo could turn him into a whimpering creature
of need and desire. “Fuck me.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo grinned and
tugged Heero’s boxers down, making them drop to his
ankles and giving Heero the space to step out of the piece of clothing. “Bend
over,” he ordered. His knees buckled slightly and he groaned as he watched
Heero doing as he was told, willingly spreading his legs. Licking his lips, he
moistened his fingers and wriggled them down between Heero’s
smooth cheeks.
scratched against the table when Duo’s finger stretched him. He rocked his hips
and clenched his muscles to tell his lover without words that he was ready for
a second finger, and eventually a third.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Lubricant,” Duo
whispered, looking around for something that was slick enough.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Spotting a cup of
butter on the table, Heero reached for it and shoved it to the edge of the
table. “Use this,” he panted.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Perfect,” Duo
murmured, greedily clawing his fingers in the soft substance. He rubbed his
fingertips teasingly along Heero’s crevice and around
the little hole, his eyes rolling slightly back with desire as he heard Heero
giving one of those throaty moans. Digging his hand a second time into the
creamy mass, he took a bit more this time to cover his member. Once
sufficiently coated, he guided his cock between Heero’s
buttocks, swiftly running his tongue along Heero’s
spine before gently pushing forth.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero bit his lip
when he was being penetrated, trying not to scream in order not to wake the
entire house. He felt Duo slowly withdrawing, then
pushing in again. On his hips he felt two hands coaxing him to move in synch,
and he did, his member bumping against the edge of the table every now and
then.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Their love making
was gentle and fluent. They savoured the feeling of each other’s love, both
given and taken. Heero loved Duo inside of him, Duo
loved Heero to grip him. It was sweet, but not intense enough, and they both
knew that. They needed to come, they needed something that would turn their
brains around in their head, and that was the exact thing they were both
striving for.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Surely, this
could not be healthy for Heero’s lip. He bit harder
and tasted blood. He had to, he would scream otherwise, especially now that Duo
had found his prostate and was hitting it mercilessly. This was getting harder
with each thrust.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Something wasn’t
right here, Duo missed something. It was too quiet, Heero wasn’t screaming. Why
not? He loved to hear Heero crying out in passion. It was the cherry on the
proverbial cake.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Heero, why
aren’t you screaming?” he panted. All he got was a strangely contorted sob.
“You want to, don’t you?” he purred in Heero’s ear.
“You’re just afraid we might wake everyone up. Don’t worry. Even if they would
hear us, sane people stay in bed till
on a holiday.” He reached around and groped Heero’s
groin, soon enough finding his cock. “Scream for me, Heero,” he whispered,
stroking him intentionally hard. “Scream my name, I want to hear it.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero squeezed
his eyes shut. It was too much. He just had to, Duo was driving him wild.
Heero!”
particularly vehement thrust.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Ah! Duo, God!
Yes!” Heero cried.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Beg.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Please Duo!
Screw me good! Bang me through the table!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo frowned. He
had opened a gate, apparently, but he wasn’t about to complain about that.
turned him on so much, and his hormones were going into overdrive. If Heero
kept that foul talk up, then he knew it was only a matter of seconds.
Duo!
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo couldn’t take
this any longer. The all too familiar feeling built and exploded as they were
both launched into ecstasy.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero fell
forward on the table, Duo weighing heavy on his back. “Good morning, love,” he
smiled, turning his head and pursing his lips for a morning kiss.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo chuckled and
bowed over to take those offered lips with his own. “Morning,
love.” He raised the hand that had been holding Heero’s
cock and took a dubious look at it. There was hardly any cum on it. Determined
to find the creamy liquid he was so keen on, he turned Heero around and
examined his belly and chest.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Dry. Not a single
drop.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo, what the
hell are you doing?” Heero said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Heero, where did
your cum go? There is hardly any of it on my hand, and
nothing at all on your belly or chest.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>They both looked
at the table. Little white drops formed a neat trail to the bowl of stirred
eggs. They looked back at each other and promptly broke into laughter.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I think we’d
better throw those away,” Duo laughed, doubtfully stirring the eggs with his
finger.
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Heero said with a wry grin.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Why?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo, need I
remind you that your fingers went from my butt to the butter? That’s not
exactly hygienic.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Right,” Duo
nodded.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Suddenly they
heard a grumpy voice coming from the door.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Tell me again
why I can’t call you insatiable?” Wufei said,
noticing that Heero was still naked and having caught those last few words.
his cock back into his boxers, while Heero dove under the table to hunt after
his boxers. “What are you doing up so early?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Someone
apparently thought it funny to let the entire house know Heero was missing from
his bedroom,” he glowered to Duo. “Besides, I always get up this early, for my
sword practice. But of course you never noticed, coz
you were still sleeping.” Noticing the bowl on the table, he quickly snatched
it away. “Are those eggs?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes, but…”
Before Duo had the chance to finish his sentence, he saw Wufei
pouring the contents of the bowl into his mouth. “Nothing as good as some raw
eggs to start your day with,” he said, wiping his mouth with the back of his
hand and setting the bowl back on the table. “Tastes a bit
funny, though.” He shrugged and disappeared out of the kitchen.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Again, both boys
went into hysterics, Duo leaning against Heero and Heero finding support
against the kitchen table.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Tastes a bit
funny, though,” Duo hiccupped. “Aah Heero, did you
hear that? You taste funny.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Shut up, idiot,”
Heero said, swatting his lover against the back of his head. “Besides, I
thought you said that sane people stay in bed until
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I did, didn’t I?
But maybe Wuffles isn’t sane either.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Neither are
you.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No, I’m just
lazy.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero chuckled
and shook his head. “So, what are the plans for today?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Humping,”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero cleared his
throat. He should’ve known that that was a pretty stupid question. “Idiot,” he
grunted. “No, seriously now. Surely, you’re not really
planning on humping all day long?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“And if I did,
then would I hear any complaints, Yuy?” Duo shrugged.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No, you
wouldn’t. That is, if you would bottom. My ass would hurt too much otherwise,”
Heero joked, giving his partner a swift wink.
what about my ass then?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hey, you were
the one proposing it.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo snorted and
took some fresh eggs out of the fridge. “Okay, not all day long.
reputation. I still wanna do it in um… the backyard,
the swimming pool, in- and outdoors, the bathtub, the bar, the lounge room…
Well yeah, everywhere where we haven’t done it yet.” He looked at Heero when
his summing up was met with no response. The boy was engaged in squeezing
oranges with the electronic press and didn’t seem to hear him. “
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero firmly
squeezed out the last orange and poured the juice into a glass jug. He looked
behind to see a fuming Duo staring back at him. “Oh, I’m sorry, honey. Did you
say something?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo felt a sudden
upsurge to pounce upon his lover for his innatendance
and do God knows what to him. Probably, that’s what would’ve happened, if it
wasn’t for Quatre stumbling into the kitchen. He looked a bit… groggy.
Duo. “So Duo, I guess Quatre’s not sane either then.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo crawled
upright and rubbed his shoulder. He had counted on a softer landing. “Shut up,”
he mumbled. “Quatre, what are you doing up so early?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I couldn’t sleep
anymore. Trowa kept on tossing and turning, and for
some reason he was moaning too,” Quatre replied absentmindedly.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero and Duo
looked at each other as if hell had frozen over and heaven had just fallen
down.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Quatre, did you
sleep with Trowa?!” Duo cried.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes, I did.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo could barely
contain himself. Had his divine intervention paid off? He excitedly folded his
hands in front of his lips and ridiculously bounced up and down. “Yes, you
did?! Now, come on! Don’t just stand there! Tell us everything! Was he any
good?” Duo said, grabbing Quatre’s shoulders and
shaking all the sleep out of his system.
be so nosy!” Heero snapped. “So Quatre… was he?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>The hand that was
reaching for the jug of orange juice froze in mid air. “Hold on, you two!”
Quatre said. “We didn’t have sex, if that’s what you mean. I just slept with
him. Literally. Next to him.
Not on top of him, not underneath him, just sleeping, nothing more.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo pursed his lips.
“Nothing more?” he pried.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes.”
I couldn’t sleep.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Too much noise,”
Quatre said, significantly looking at both of them.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo promptly let
his hands fall limply to his sides again, a light blush colouring his cheeks.
“Oh… Um right… We’re sorry.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“That’s alright.
In fact, it was quite comfy.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo grinned when
he saw the slight smile on Quatre’s lips. “So you
slept in the same bed with him, eh?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre nodded,
his smile broadening.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“And you didn’t
fuck him?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No!” Quatre
yelled.
not?
I don’t love him!
hell with the soul mate‑stuff!
fucking gorgeous!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hey-“
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“But you are
striking, Heero. Astounding.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Could we please
talk about something else now?” Quatre said carefully.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, I have an
idea,” Heero said, his face lighting up. “Duo, instead of
abusing my ass for the rest of the day, why don’t you give Quatre the rest of
his sex education?”
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okay, Q‑boy?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I… guess so,”
Quatre stammered. This wasn’t exactly the ‘something else’ he was talking
about. “So do you guys need any help with breakfast?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Sure you can
help us, Quat. It will be fun. Hey, Heero! Maybe we
can make it a threesome. Right here on the floor. Quatre can take me while I
take you, Heero. And then…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero rolled his
eyes at Duo’s gabbling. “Stop it, Duo. Don’t you see you’re embarrassing
Quatre,” he said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo’s lips turned
into a lopsided grin, and he playfully punched Quatre’s
shoulder. “Oh, don’t worry about it, Q‑honey. You know I’m only joking,”
he smiled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yeah, I know
that,” Quatre sighed wistfully. “So, what do I have to do?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You can stir the
eggs. And Heero, don’t ruin them this time,” Duo chided.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Then I suggest
you stay the hell away from my ass or my cock.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre grimaced,
tilting his head. “Do I even want to know…?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Thought so,” he
sighed.
To
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sex education continues, although this time, something goes wrong. And Duo
comes to the startling discovery that he might have feelings for Quatre.
Preview:
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Are you so tired,
Quatre?” he heard Duo murmuring, and he made another sleepy sound.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Do you
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre snuggled
closer into the pillow, and rubbed his leg against Duo’s. “Only if you stay
here with me,” he said, cracking his eyes open. A frisson ran through him when
Duo shimmied closer, and wrapped an arm around his waist. “Hmm… that’s nice,”
he said, cuddling into the welcome cocoon of Duo’s arms.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Okay, I’ll stay
with you,” Duo mumbled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre yawned,
and smiled at Duo in some kind of love-drunk way.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You’re so cute
when you smile. You have these cute little dimples in your cheek then,” Duo
laughed, running a finger over Quatre’s cheek. “Hey,
what’s that?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What’s what?”
Quatre said. His breath caught. Duo’s face was suddenly very close to his.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You seem to have
a little smudge of lubricant at the corner of your mouth, Quatre.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yeah… Wait, I’ll
clean it off.”
Expecting Duo to reach for a tissue, Quatre was
surprised to feel his tongue instead. He backed away, but only a little.